I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 494 Mage's Attack Method, Mirror World

Under the defense of the golden gun that emerged from Kyle's left hand, General Deathblade couldn't make a single blow. He just wanted to make a second slash, but Kyle obviously didn't give it a chance. He saw his empty right hand waving forward, a golden streak Whiplash wrapped around its wrist.

"go with!"

Kyle yelled violently, using the unparalleled divine power of the protoss blood, nearly a hundred times the strength of a human, he pulled the golden magic whip back suddenly, and flung General Deathblade towards the business building behind him.

Because of Tony and Proxima Centauri, the first floor at the bottom of that commercial building was completely penetrated long ago, and now it was hit by General Deathblade like a human cannonball, and it suddenly collapsed rumblingly, and the entire London mirror space was in The earthquake shook at this moment.

General Deathblade was submerged by the collapsed masonry and concrete, and his figure disappeared into a cloud of dust.

'laugh! '

General Deathblade's gray-black scythe spun a few times in the air, intervening between Kyle and the ruins of the building. The blade was inserted obliquely into the road ground, and the blade was still trembling.

Under the sunlight cast by the mirror world, the body of the sickle reflects the dark metallic luster.

"Did you even drop your weapon?"

Kyle raised his eyebrows slightly, which was a bit beyond his expectation. He just met an opponent who raised his fighting spirit, but the opponent lost his weapon in just a few moves?

Without thinking too much, I followed my curiosity and hobby of collecting weapons.

Kyle paced forward and reached out to grab the handle of the sickle. His hands were cold, but the mysterious power hidden in the blade burst out suddenly, trying to invade his body along the handle and arm.

"This is……"

Kyle's face changed slightly. With his protoss physique, his arms were almost frozen, and his body functions were facing signs of paralysis.

He quickly activated the power of Vulcan, the golden pupils ignited the fire, and the golden flames burned from the inside to the outside, dissipating the cold energy that invaded the body, and in turn spread along the palm of his hand to the black sickle.

'Om! '

The sickle seemed to be not just a weapon, but a living creature. Realizing that something was wrong, it automatically broke away from Kyle's shackles, and was not burned by the flames.

Flying up from the ground of the road, the sickle rotated at a high speed, forming a gray wind wheel that tore the air, and was pulled into the ruins of the building by some kind of traction.

The rotating sickle split through obstacles all the way, and the reinforced concrete was as fragile as tofu until it fell into the hands of General Death Blade who was buried inside with only one hand exposed.

'Boom! '

Waves of rubble and dust swept around, and General Deathblade held his scythe again. Standing up from the ground, his pupils flickered black and looked at Kyle, with an ominous aura of undead lingering all over his body.

"Can't be wrong."

Kyle looked at the sickle held by General Deathblade, and was extremely surprised, "That sickle... actually has a soul."

After connecting people and the source of mana with the hanging ring, Kyle had a more intuitive understanding of spells and souls, and almost instantly judged that what attacked him just now was not the energy contained in the sickle itself, but the evil hidden and attached to the blade soul body.

A weapon with a soul can no longer be regarded as a pure weapon, but is equivalent to a different kind of organism.

Among the top weapons that Kyle knows, Thor's Hammer, Eternal Flame, Kree Artifact, and even Infinity Gems, etc., only contain special energy and infinite power, and do not form a soul that thinks independently.

"This is my death blade. Under the sharp blade, there are all undead!"

General Deathblade grinned coldly, held the Deathblade scythe, and continued to swoop forward, facing Kyle, still passing cleanly.

Under the slash, the dark blade once formed a black half-crescent light.

Kyle's whole body is bathed in golden flames. Usually, when encountering opponents with cold weapons, as long as he turns on the Vulcan form, he will be unscathed even if he is standing and let others fight.

After all, the temperature of the inner flame that simply wraps around the body surface is as high as [-] degrees Celsius, and the forging materials of many weapons will melt into molten iron at this temperature.

But when he got closer, General Deathblade's Deathblade was not only fine, but also slashed directly at Kyle's neck, ignoring the golden flame and high temperature.

Feeling the coolness emerging from the neck and the bottom of his heart, Kyle's pupils shrank violently, clapped the palms of both hands together, and two golden flames intertwined into a ball, bursting out and spraying towards General Deathblade's body.

High temperature and heat wave are coming.

In the end, General Deathblade didn't slash the knife, but stopped temporarily, gently touched the ground with his toes, and his tall and burly figure flipped flexibly in the air, passing over Kyle's head, barely avoiding the bombardment of the bursting flames.

people in the air.

General Deathblade simply threw the sickle down, and the sickle accelerated its rotation, and continued to cut off the back of Kyle's head at a rapid speed.

Kyle didn't look back, as if he had eyes behind his back, Ben's closed palms suddenly pushed aside.

Accompanied by his movements, all the dust floating in the air bounced away.

The scythe spinning into a wind wheel was not bounced off, but within half a meter of Kyle, the speed of slashing and spinning was getting slower and slower, and when the last centimeter was left, the scythe was completely stagnant and stuck in the air.

at this time.

In the area around Kyle, the outward repulsion has formed a dense air wall.

"come back."

General Deathblade, who landed behind him, waved his hand, and the sickle, like Thor's hammer, automatically flew back towards his direction and fell back into his hand.

"It's not just an ordinary slash..."

Kyle turned around, his eyes drooping in thought.He has been defending, trying to test the strength of General Deathblade and the mysteries of the sickle weapon in his hand, which made him more curious and surprised.

The slash of General Death Blade just now was not only aimed at the body, but even his soul throbbed just now.

The death blade that kills the soul?

"Interesting, come again!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Kyle's mouth, and he raised his left hand wearing the hanging ring, and made an inexplicable seal with his right hand.

General Deathblade missed Kyle again and again, and was about to sprint forward in one go.But the road surface suddenly backed up, making it stand still, unable to get any closer to Kyle.

"It's been a long time since I played this trick."

Kyle narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and waved down, and the buildings and ground with a radius of hundreds of meters were flipped, reversed, and reorganized in a regular pattern.The ground forms the sky, the buildings form the ground, and the cityscape undergoes strange twists and changes.

This is the mirror world, and everything is at the discretion of Kyle, the only mage in the current world.

"What the hell is going on here?"

General Deathblade opened his eyes wide in surprise. Kyle, who was standing on the ground in front of him, had come to the floating platform suspended at an altitude of [-] meters.The nearby skyscrapers are like dense forests, so crowded that the sky turns into a few gaps.

Kyle stood on the suspended platform, looking down at the General Deathblade below, and without hesitation put his hands together again.

General Death Blade glanced out in shock, and saw the four skyscrapers next to them, which were like walls of organs, rumbling and moving closer, trying to crush them into patties.

"not that simple!"

General Deathblade snorted coldly, jumped up on the spot, switched steps constantly, kicked and stepped on the outer walls of the buildings on both sides, and rushed towards Kyle on the suspended high platform.

"You stole my lines." Kyle shrugged and pressed down with his right hand.

Dark shadows enveloped his body, General Deathblade looked up, and suddenly gasped, but a skyscraper turned over and fell towards him, blocking all escape routes.

(End of this chapter)